When the three of them vanished one after another, everything around seemed to quiet down.
The villagers, who had been incessantly bowing and praying, now looked at each other.
"Is it the Mountain God? Wasn't that the Mountain God who has always protected us?"
"It must be!"
"Great, the Mountain God has manifested, and he will surely punish those who disturb the peace in our village severely!"
...
Mu Yunchu took a couple of light steps, landing steadily. She looked at Li Shang, who was sitting on the ground, complaining of pain.
"Are you alright?"
The latter wore a grievance-ridden expression.
Looking like she was about to cry.
"What on earth is this thing?"
"Why is it so strong?"
As a ghost for hundreds of years, she had never been subjected to such grievances.
Mu Yunchu pondered for a moment and heard the sound approaching from behind, "It should be a drought demon."
Li Shang: ???
"That ancient zombie?"
Mu Yunchu neither confirmed nor denied.
